Yea no, this is not going to be one of those blogs with a list of the top 10 things to expect and how to properly handle them... this is real life.
I remember when I first found out I was going to be a mom.
The news firstly brought me great joy in the fact that I would be a mom. Then
came panic. I started reading as many books as I could about what was going to
happen to me and then what would happen after I gave birth and how I could
react. But this just lead to more panic. The more books I read the more
contradicting opinions I heard. Each book had a different take on what my baby
would do and how I should act. I wasn’t sure what to believe anymore, so I went
straight to the source, and began asking other moms. This was an even bigger
mistake. Every mom that I spoke to had her own way of doing things and each one
was certain that their way was the right way. Being that I was young and single
meant that as I got closer to my due date peoples opinions got pushed on me
more and more forcefully. I had completely lost all joy of becoming a parent
and was now dreading the being a mom. My daughter came early and of course every
“mistake” I had made thus far was said to have been what caused this to happen.
With my daughter in the NICU and family members and friends judging my every
move sent me into a terrible bout of depression, intermixed most likely with
normal post partum depression. I was totally lost, and I wasn’t even sure where
to look to get myself found.
A month later
when my daughter was aloud to come home, I had decided I had enough of being
told how I was a terrible mother. I still wasn’t sure what to do, or how to go
about doing it, but I knew that I loved my daughter and that she loved me back.
Day by day my confidence as a mother grew, and so did my daughter. I slowly
began allowing people back into our life. Each time I did though I was
criticized. From the food I fed her to the way I dressed her, the naps she
took, and the activities she did, not a single thing went un-criticized. It
took a long time for me to get used to being told I was doing everything wrong
and being able to ignore it. I had never had a job before where there was no
job description, no manual, or rule book. I also never had a job before where
my boss would scream and cry if I did things wrong, or you know could possibly
choke to death on her own spit, and I certainly never had a job where any
random stranger could come up to me and threaten to fire me or tell me I wasn’t
a good fit. It was totally strange, and really hard, but like I said, I slowly
got used to it.
As time went on and my daughter go older, people slowly
started to back off. She hadn’t fallen off any tables and broken her skull, or
burnt her hand off on a hot stove. So I guess people stopped having things to
complain about, or critique much anymore. In fact, they totally switched up on
me and started telling me what a wonderful child I had. How well behaved she
was, and how smart, and how talented, and beautiful. It was like a total 180. I
couldn’t believe it. Really, these people thought I had done something right?
Now I cant take all the credit, my daughter is an amazing kid, but I’ld like to
think that my parenting had something to do with how she’s growing up.
I have lots of mom friends, and I work with a lot of new
moms, and I am seeing more and more that critiquing a mothers ability to be a
parent is completely normal. Why? Honestly do we seriously not have anything
better to do than tell others that they are wrong. We see it in politics when
Republicans and Democrats fight because their way is the right way. I see it in
sports when my team is the best team. I see it in medicine when this treatment
is the best treatment. And while in each of these situations one individuals
opinion is never the only one, there is always research, articles, lectures,
and many other things to help people make their own decisions. As a parent
though, there really isn’t. Like I said in the beginning, every book
contradicts the last, and each person you talk to contradicts the last. There
is nothing to help a new mom stand firm other than just pure confidence, and we
are normally lacking this right after childbirth.
Point is when you’re expecting, you can only expect to not
expect anything. Don’t expect there to be a book that will solve all your
problems or answer all your questions. Don’t expect there to be just one way to
do anything. Don’t expect people to respect or disrespect your decisions. Don’t
expect your baby to grow the same way that any other child does. Every child,
every parent, and every situation is going to be different. The most important
thing I can advise you to do is to get yourself a friend who is willing to support
every and any decision you make. Weather that is your significant other, or
just your best friend. Find them and stick with them. There will be so many
people telling you that you are doing things wrong, that you need someone to
encourage even your most stupid sounding ideas. There isn’t a day that goes by
that I don’t make mistakes as a parent. In fact just today I sent my kid to
school today, when there was no school, and didn’t realize that there was no
school until I called to pick her up instead of taking the bus. There are so
many things that I do wrong but its ok. I may have never had a job without a
manual, but I’ve also never had a boss that kissed me on the forehead when I
was sick, or poured go-gurt in my armpit to wake me up to play, or sang “I love
you” on repeat to me for 2 days straight.
Don’t worry. You got this. And trust me, your doing just
fine.
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